If you are a regular reader, you'll know that being a B whilst the two men in my life are C's was my biggest barebug! It bothered me immensely and I've blogged a few times about Mr C's inability to 'put a ring on it.'
Well I know have said ring so to speak. Actually, I don't as it's still been made but I am well on my way to becoming Mrs C.
Mr C, the old romantic had been secretly saving up since 2 weeks after we met to buy me my dream ring. At the end of April, we took ourselves off on a 'romantic' weekend to Manchester where Mr C finally got down on bended knee and asked to make a honest woman of me! The traditionalist that he is, he'd asked my Dad and my whole family were waiting at home with baited breath to hear my answer.
Of course, I said yes.
So after a commotion with the original ring (the first was horrible so I had to break it gently to him that there was no way in the world that I could possibly wear that on my finger for the rest of my life!) we went to a lovely jewellers where I had my dream ring commissioned exclusively for me!
As a born natural organiser, the planning is well under way and at precisely 12pm on Friday, 1st August 2014 I will become Mrs C in our beautiful church.
In other news, my baby is fast becoming a proper little person. He is now crawling, saying 'dada' and causing absolute mayhem. It's rediculous how fast he has grown and I'm desperate to freeze time! He is into EVERYTHING and keeps me well on my toes!
